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Your name is Karkat Vantas, and as of thirty minutes ago, you’re the only idiot on this ship who knows anything about anything.
A catastrophic failure of life support systems in over half of the recupecoons means that there are only eleven of you currently alive on the ship, and all of you are adolescent.
(Or: Eighteen year old Dave Strider finds a hoarde of aliens outside his college dorm. He figures his life is already so goddamn weird, this might as well happen.)
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- Part 1 of the long way to a small, angry planet
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i'd suffer hell if you'd tell me what you'll do to me tonight by bene_castigat
Fandoms: Disco Elysium (Video Game)
28 Dec 2025
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"You're a brat, Jean. You really think you can get away with whatever you want, just because you've got a pretty cunt between your legs that you let men use." Kim tutted. "Is there anything you wouldn't let me do to you?"
"No," Jean said, gratifyingly quickly. "You can do whatever you want, just, please-"
"I can already do whatever I want." Kim pointed out. Jean slumped in his seat, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment
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- Part 6 of the night was thicker than a smoky fume
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let's do it like they do on the discovery channel by bene_castigat
Fandoms: Disco Elysium (Video Game)
03 Sep 2025
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"Harry, get your fucking fingers out- I don't- I mean it! I'll-"
"You'll what?" Harry said, his voice a low growl. It made Kim's hair stand on end. "Report me? Come on, Vic, we both know this is what you need."
A wet sound, presumably as Harry pulled his fingers out and plunged them back in. Jean hiccuped a moan. "I don't," He spat, but it was weak, hard to take him seriously. "I don't fucking- I don't like it in the front,"
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- Part 5 of the night was thicker than a smoky fume
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Milchick was knelt over him, broad, warm hands gently pulling down his slacks, exposing him.
"Remember, Mark," He said, smiling his eternal white smile. "This is your reward." His palms spread out over Mark's pale thighs. "I was extremely impressed when you came up as refiner of the quarter."
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It was his own fault - Petey had tried to warn him. He'd been too stubborn to listen, and now he was here. Bent over a bench with his pants and boxers around his ankles, his bare ass turned upwards.
Milchick was stood behind him, and Mark thought he was smiling, but he didn't quite dare to turn and check.
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the night was thicker than a smoky fume by bene_castigat
Fandom Disco Elysium (Video Game)
28 Dec 2025
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i talk to god but the sky is empty by bene_castigat
Fandom The Magnus Archives (Podcast)
21 Oct 2024
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Lady Elizabeth Harlander has lived almost all the life she can recall within the safe, secluded walls of Saint Margaret's, a convent school for girls of means in Calais, France. Despite her dear uncle's attempts to wed her off, she remains-- but tragedy strikes. The wind blows cold from the North. And soon... something finds her.
Or: Elizabeth Harlander gets her happy ending.
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More than 150 years ago, they met for the first time only to be torn apart. Now, in the early 21st century, Lizzie (Elizabeth) knows nothing of her past life aside from fragments that come to her in dreams. She's researching entomology at Clerval University, and her lab is equipped with a beautiful greenhouse. In the evening, a mysterious tall man tends the plants, and she feels a connection with him she can't explain. Adam privately recognizes her from so long ago but assumes the resemblance must be a coincidence. After decades alone in his cottage, he's carved out a peaceful life for himself, but everything changes when Lizzie's old memories begin to resurface.
A modern post-canon sequel where these two get all the love they deserve.
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Large, freezing fingers take hold of his hair and wrench him up, up onto trembling knees as it snarls, there, close enough to rip his throat open with its maw of borrowed teeth.
"Do not think I am not tempted, Victor!" There is no heat to its breath, as it bellows its contempt not an inch from his face. Only moisture, and rushing air, expelled to defile his name. "To bleed you. To humble you."
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"You have denied me death, I deny you in kind. You must live, Victor."
He hates the sound of his name in its mouth. Hates it. Had only it died as intended, that he would never suffer the sound again.
"For if you will not grant me a companion, I will take you as one."
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- Part 1 of Companions
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“God,” he mocked, apple held up in the air, and some scientists behind the balustrades laughed. If only the world knew what a joke that truly was— if only the world knew the marvel housed beneath his skin.
Or: In which Victor is spurred on in his pursuits not by the Dark Angel, but by a soul he’s hell-bent on providing a home for.
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The storm is still two hours off according to JARVIS, but at this point, the team can’t communicate clearly over the roaring wind and they run the risk of injuring themselves or getting themselves killed if they can’t coordinate their rescue efforts. They’ll go back to the Tower, dry off, eat a hearty meal, and rest until the storm passes and they can resume their efforts.
Steve wonders how things have been for Clint, trying to manage Kate’s desire to launch herself into the storm with her teeth bared on the one hand and Jigsaw’s renewed fame in the midst of the evacuated crowds on the second and third floors on the other hand.
It’s an interesting time to be an Avenger, but when hasn’t that been the case?
(Or: The one where Hurricane Sandy is in full swing, Thor returns, and Jigsaw must face the consequences of having been recognized as Bucky. The therapy continues, the relationships heat up, and the found family grows. A direct sequel to Stitch Me Up.)
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- Part 3 of Blue-Eyed Matador (the series)